Pappaw

[GodFlute2]

Sigal Lawson passed away November a year ago, of cancer. After a long life of serving the Lord, as a pastor, a husband, and a father. He was my dad's mom's dad, my great grandpaw. We just called him Pappaw. Around the time of his funeral, my grandma, Sigal's daughter, gave me a Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul book. In it I found a poem to describe my Pappaw perfectly. The title is Golden Heart, by Therese Williamsom.

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Golden Heart​

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God saw you were getting tired​

and a cure was not meant to be.​

So he put his arms around you​

and whispered, "Come with me."​

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With tearful eyes we watched you​

as we saw you pass away.​

Although we loved you deeply​

we could not make you stay.​

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Your golden heart stopped beating,​

hard-working hands at rest.​

God broke our hearts to prove to us​

he only takes the best.​

 

[anna9559]

Golden Heart​

God saw you were getting tired​

and a cure was not meant to be.​

So he put his arms around you​

and whispered, "Come with me."​

With tearful eyes we watched you​

as we saw you pass away.​

Although we loved you deeply​

we could not make you stay.​

Your golden heart stopped beating,​

hard-working hands at rest.​

God broke our hearts to prove to us​

he only takes the best.​

Oh, i'm so sorry! Thats such a wonderful poem! God Bless You!

 

[devoted daughter]

What a lovely quote.

May you and your family be comforted and have healing and strength. May you find comfort in your memories, now and in the days ahead. INJC